1 Terry: You managed to beat Cthulhu, Steve?1 Steve: Too right, Terry. Ripped 'is 'ead clean off! {dropping the head at her feet}2 Steve: {poking it} Check this out. Crikey! What a bewdiful mass of tentacles.2 Terry: Be careful, Steve!3 Terry: He is immortal, you know.3 Steve: Ah, what's 'e gonna do?4 Steve: Get up with no head and rip me arms off? {as the headless corpse of the cyclopean horror prepares to do just that}